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Although the Canglong Order is important, his own life is even more important.

Fei Yi followed him without hesitation, Luo Xue looked down at the wooden box, bit her red lips, turned and left unwillingly.

But they didn't go far away, they just hid behind a rock.

"Tianmu Lord and Tianer Lord came from Xisheng Palace, Tiandu Lord and Tianchu Lord came from Nansheng Palace, Lei Jun Luancheng and Yan Lord Fu Hongyan came from Piaomiao City, and the Wutang from Wuji Palace came. Jun and Wuxiangjun are really lively enough." Shuertu said, looking at the crowd in the forest.

"But it's a bit strange." Fei Yi said, frowning slightly.

"What's so strange?" Shuertu asked.

"It's understandable if Xunxian Palace doesn't come. They are only interested in immortals, and they definitely won't come to compete for the Canglong Token, but why didn't the Heavenly Outer Sect come?" Fei Yi said.

Shuertu narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "They must have come, but we didn't notice it."

"The Heavenly Outer Sect is the best at hiding, and they probably have been hiding around for a long time."

Among the dense woods.

Each of the eight figures occupies one side, looking at the wooden box on the rock, the dignified atmosphere makes one's heart palpitate.

"The Canglong Token belongs to our Four Spirits Sacred Palace. Do you outsiders also want to snatch it?"

Suddenly, a heavy voice resounded, mixed with a majestic aura that spread throughout the entire mountain forest.

It was Lord Tianer from Xisheng Palace who spoke.

"Hehe, without the East Sacred Palace, none of your Three Sacred Palaces seems to be able to represent the Four Spirits Sacred Palace."

Lei Jun Luancheng of Misty City chuckled and said.

When the East Holy Palace disappeared, there was no Four Spirits Holy Palace in this world.

Although the Three Great Sacred Palaces are inherited from the Four Spirits Sacred Palace, they have been completely divided for thousands of years.

Eight people surrounded the wooden box, each occupying one side, but none of them stepped forward.

They all know that whoever gets the wooden box now will be the target of public criticism.

But things always have a result.

"It's not an option for us to waste time like this, everyone, why don't we take a gamble, and whoever wins will be the winner."

The Wuxing Lord of Wuji Palace was dressed in a blue robe, holding a sieve cup in his hand, and said with a smile.

"Bet with you! I don't think this is a good way." Lord Tianmu said with sharp eyes.

Everyone in Wuji Palace is talented, Mr. Invisible loves to gamble, Mr. Wuxiang likes to drink, Mr. Wuxing likes to be happy, Mr. Wuxu loves sex.All shapes and sizes.

"Then there's no way, it's not better than archery." Jun Wuxing said helplessly, spreading his hands.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Let's start the fight." Tiandu Lord Mo of Nansheng Palace flicked his long spear, pointing at Tianmu Lord, and said.

"The last time I got revenge, I was worried that I would not have a chance to repay it?"

I don't know how much enmity there is between Xisheng Palace and Nansheng Palace, or in other words, there is some enmity between them.

It is rare to meet once, so it is natural to understand all the old and new hatreds.

Before he finished speaking, Mo Gunxin's body burst into brilliant light.Leaping up like a dragon, the gun is as powerful as thunder, fierce and fierce.

Lord Tianmu's eyes were fierce, his body was swimming, his silver-white feathered arrows rested on the bowstring, the longbow was like a full moon, and the arrows flew out.

swoosh~~

This arrow was fast and urgent, full of cold murderous intent, making people shudder.

Mo Gunxin swept across with his spear, and the majestic momentum of the spear turned into a solid barrier to stop the arrows.

With a bang, the arrow shattered, and Mo Qiangxin's figure jumped up again, and in the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of Lord Tianmu.

However, Lord Tianmu was not in a hurry, his long bow was like a knife, and he fought with Mo Qiangxin.

The battle between the two immediately caused a commotion, and the silent mountain forest became extremely noisy.

"This reckless man!" Wu Xingjun's face darkened, and he cursed.

"Since the fight has started, I won't hesitate to wait. Haha, it's rare to have the opportunity to fight with everyone. I can't stand it anymore." Piaomiaocheng Fu Hongyan let out a long roar, and her red hair flew up.

The terrifying flame turned into a long dragon and swept across the mountains and forests. Wherever it passed, the vegetation was reduced to ashes.

"Damn it, you bastard hit me!"

Mr. Wuxing looked at the rushing flames, his expression changed, and he said angrily.

Since then.

The two collided.

The flames rose, and the invisible energy became even fiercer.

In a blink of an eye, the entire mountain forest became a battlefield, and the eight great masters fought together.

Instead, the wooden box was placed alone on the rock, and no one moved it.

In the distance, behind the rocks.

Shuertu watched this scene, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.

"These guys are just getting more and more messed up."

Fei Yi said unsurprisingly: "They've been holding back for too long, and it's rare to have a chance to make a move. They must have a good fight."

"Should we join the war?"

"No, let's talk about it when Senior Tianji comes." Shuertu said.

He is not a person who likes to fight. If he can save some energy, why bother to step forward and work hard.

"Hey, little girl, why don't you go and see why Senior Tianji hasn't come?" Fei Yi said to Luo Xue who was beside her.

Luoxue frowned slightly, and said, "I am Lord Tianqing now. Not a little girl."

"In our eyes, you are just a little girl." Fei Yi said with a smile.

"I'm a little girl, and you're an old aunt." Luoxue said expressionlessly.

When Fei Yi heard this, the smile on his face froze.

"What did you say?"

She gritted her teeth.

Shuertu looked at the two of them speechless for a while, and said, "Luoxue, you should go and find Senior Tianjijun first."

He was really afraid that these two women would fight here.

Luoxue snorted coldly, and her soft body floated away like a gust of wind.

the other side.

Ximen Chuuxue and Baifeng stood on a high mountain, looking from afar at the mountain forest full of violent aura.

"Master Ximen, it seems that this battle has just begun." Bai Feng said softly.

Ximen Chuuxue held the hilt of the sword, and said, "Stay away in a while, this battle is not for you to participate in."

Bai Feng's cultivation is already at the late stage of the grand master, but he is still not as good as the grand master. Even if he is good at lightness kung fu, it is impossible to compare with the grand master.

Bai Feng nodded slightly, and said: "It's good that I'm here, and it's worthwhile to be able to watch such a grand battle."

Ximen Chuuxue's sharp gaze scanned the entire forest, and said, "Did you notice anyone else?"

"To the north, the people from the Beisheng Palace are still there. To the east, there are two strange people who actually killed a spy-winged bird, which made me very uncomfortable." Bai Feng looked at the east and said.

Every spywing bird was carefully cultivated by him, and he was naturally very upset when someone killed it.

Ximen Chuuxue said: "I'll go and have a look first. Recently, I gained a lot of experience from discussing swords with Senior Dugu, just to verify it."

After finishing speaking, he jumped up and fell directly from the top of the mountain.

Bai Feng looked at his back and slowly sat on the ground.

"Intent Martial Realm, what is the artistic conception of wind?"

Chapter 213 Seeking Immortal Palace Ling Yuanzi

Dali Kyoto.

Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Zheng Ming has been a little lazy recently, too lazy to do anything.

After being the emperor for a few months, the novelty had already passed, and all that was left was the endless memorials. Zheng Ming felt extremely tired.

Now he misses the days in Shanhai County very much. If he wants to move, he will go shopping or go hunting in the mountains, and if he doesn't want to move, he will stay in the palace drinking tea and playing chess.

Leisurely, leisurely and comfortable.

It's good now, every day when he wakes up he has to go to court, and after the morning court is over, there are a lot of memorials waiting for him, hey, these days are really depressing.

Just as Zheng Ming was distressed by the memorial, Yan Xiaoyi walked into the room wearing a battle armor.

"Your Majesty, there are two people who claim to be from Xunxian Temple outside the palace gate asking to see you." Yan Xiaoyi said.

Zheng Ming raised his eyebrows and asked, "Xunxian Temple?"

"Exactly, one old and one young, the old man's aura is restrained, but it gives me the impression that it is unfathomable. He should be a great master." Yan Xiaoyi reported.

The corners of Zheng Ming's mouth turned up slightly, and he said with a smile: "It's kind of interesting, I actually came to the door by myself."

"Bring it here."

In the past few days, there have been a lot of news from the Great Jin Dynasty, and almost all the hidden sects have shown up, but there is no information at all from Xunxian Temple.

Zheng Ming was still wondering if the Xunxian Temple had disappeared, but he didn't expect that the Xunxian Temple would appear today by itself.

"Little Fuzi, prepare some tea."

"A rare guest has come."

……

In front of the palace gate.

An old man and a young man stood there.

There were quite a few imperial guards watching them vigilantly, and the sharp eyes made the young man feel a little uncomfortable.

"Master, let's go in directly, why are we waiting here?"

said the boy.

The old man stroked his beard and said with a light smile: "We are guests, not bandits. It is not the way to be a guest. As a guest, you must respect the rules of the host."

The young man looked at him and said, "But the last time we went to Nanfan Palace, didn't we just go in directly?"

"Ugh!" The old man froze.

The Nanfan Dynasty was a small dynasty in the south of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and its territory and population were less than one-tenth of Dali's.

The key is that the Nanfan Dynasty is weak, not even a master master, so naturally he doesn't need to give face.

But in the palace in front of him, although he hadn't entered yet, he already felt two powerful auras.

Although the two auras are faintly visible, they are real.

He broke in directly, he was afraid of being beaten out, so he could only honestly stand in front of the door and beg to see him.

Of course, he would not say this to the young apprentice, it would damage the majesty of the master.

A moment later, Yan Xiaoyi led the two of them to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

In the hall, Zheng Ming sat on the wide chair, looking at the two with a faint smile.

The little Fuzi next to him also looked at the two of them curiously.

The old man had peaceful eyes and a warm smile on his face.

"Ling Yuanzi of Xunxian Palace has met His Majesty Li Huang!" said the old man, clasping his hands.

Zheng Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "Xunxiandian! I have never heard of this name before."

Xunxiandian, a sect related to Dali Taizu Emperor, has not been born for hundreds of years, but today it took the initiative to appear in front of him. To be honest, he is very curious about Xunxiandian.

"It's not too late for His Majesty Li Huang to hear." Ling Yuanzi laughed.